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I saw this on another site and it looks like fun. I know you've got them... those old pictures of yourself climbing and hiking back in those early days. The day you wore bell bottoms up Half Dome, the peace symbol around your neck, the roach clip on your keychain. Here's you chance to show how you were before the hair started turning gray and the body parts started moving south .

So, blow the dust off and start scanning.

Here's a couple that I found that I thought were lost forever (they were in a mis-labeled box for more than twenty years):

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On top of North Palisade. July 1979. My freshman year at SF State. My girlfriend dropped me off at Florence Lake and I hiked to Barrett Lakes in 2 days and met up with a friend. I'm wearing my Vasque Blister Makers. Terrible boots.

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Must have just missed you, Vandman. I was on that summit in Aug. 1979. Wearing blue jeans also, I might add (what else?). I'm just glad they weren't bell bottoms. Probably not good with crampons and such.

Here's an old Kodachrome taken in June 1977 at Florence Lake. I'd Just graduated from High School. My friend Mitch and I are enjoying a post adventure beer(PBR--back when PBR was uncool) after 10 days of snow, sleet and rain on the Goddard Pendant. We hiked up the South Fork of the San Joaquin, and climbed Goddard. Check out Mitch's wood panelled Dodge van.

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Here I am being hauled up the southeast buttress of Cathedral Peak in 1980 by a [real] climber friend. Great climb, but I was scared sh*tless for the first half hour or so... I think the technical name for the technique illustrated here is called "hanging on for dear life."

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